I'm ready to vent about the statuses of the dance studios in Pocatello and surrounding areas. Let me start by saying there are good ones, but then you have to sell a child to pay for it. I have to say that I hate the Gateway Foundation for Theater and Dance. Just the dance end of it, I have never taken Libs to the theater end of it. The owner is flighty and her dance staff, except my mom, is awful. I'll just tell you a few of things I hate.
1. I had to pay for a leotard and tights, HAD to. Not even for a costume either, just to buy it. The lady who's son takes from my mom had to pay a $30 cleaning fee for a shirt for her son, rip off.
2. Those leotards were back ordered for 4 months. My daughter will only get to wear her leotard and tights from January to May. So I'm pretty pissed about that.
3. The owner is never there. Neither is her office assistant. So one of the kids that waits for my mom's class after Libby's got stuck in the bathroom. But wait no office assistant, so I had to kick in the door. Am I paying for that door, h$#@ NO.
4. It is super expensive to go there, it's a non-profit. Interrpretation, I have to pay for someone and myself to dance here. STUPID!!!!
Please do not dance at the Gateway, save yourself a headache and a butt ache! DON'T DANCE WITH THE GATEWAY.
Do you think I'm pretty upset, yes. You would have guessed right. Have a nice day, because I actually feel better.
Ever Growing Coffins
Thursday, December 15, 2011
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
Our tiny dancer. (No pun intended, but appropriate)
My mom teaches dance over at the Gateway for Theatre and Dance. Not my favorite place and will never recommend it, but that's a different post.
She danced to Bing Crosby's "It's a Marshmallow World".
There are 5 kids in her class, but her and this little blonde girl were the only 2 that would get up there.
It was awesome, she was hillarious!!! Love my tiny dancer.
Wednesday, December 7, 2011
stomachs
Not feeling well, pray for me. I get super cranky and impatient with my kids when this happens to me. I know it has nothing to do with them, but having something "wrong" or just out of ordinary makes it so hard to be good.
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